I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 72

Isabella was shocked and speechless as she stared at Natasha.

They had always been open about everything, but Natasha had never

mentioned being pregnant.

“How is that possible? I see you every week…” Isabella tried to comprehend.

Natasha lit a cigarette and remarked casually, “I aborted the child on Monday

and was back at the store to work on Friday.”

Isabella’s heart skipped a beat. She clenched the clothes in her hands tightly.

“Dariel… he.

“He’s a b*stard.” Natasha took a deep drag from her cigarette. She was still

smiling, but her tone was icy. “But he’s a b*stard who keeps his promises.”

Abort the child, and you’ll get 100 million.

The coldness of those words made Isabella shiver when she thought about it,

let alone what Natasha had to face firsthand.

“That’s enough. Don’t be sad.” Natasha helped fix Isabella’s hair before patting

her shoulder. “I don’t feel anything anymore. Now, I’m only interested in

money.”

Isabella shrugged, and her expression was calm as she changed the subject

quickly. “Are there handsome guys here?”

“Yes!” Natasha clicked her tongue twice before leaning in and hooking her

arm around Isabella’s shoulder. “The second young master of Cliffgate

Construction has a striking appearance, but when he gets on stage and

starts to move his waist… it’s just incredible!”

“I’ll wear a mask later and try to flirt with him.” Isabella laughed.

“Hurry! Otherwise, he will soon be snatched up.” Natasha clapped, and she

seemed unaffected by the previous conversation as she swayed slightly with

hint of

her emotions, as Natasha didn’t seem to want to talk

on choosing clothes, fixing her hair,

checking her makeup.

a few more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to normal.

embraced her as they left, and they

masks.

with others, you can do

today. Don’t hold back.”

place aren’t here to avoid getting intimate

others.” Isabella chuckled.

Isabella’s butt. “Whatever. Just hold

If you can’t, don’t suppress your

Humans were primal.

smiled and descended the stairs with Natasha. They encountered

She

half of their face was

and the men

before entering the dance

a good dancer and was even proficient in

didn’t hinder her much in

less contact with

to others while dancing joyfully for herself. She was in high

spot of the pole dance performer

forgot about being ashamed while wearing a mask

executed daring moves.

group of

were gleaming through their masks, almost wishing to devour

Isabella.

With half her face covered, it emphasized her

and her outfit accentuated her figure.

they

some men attempted to join the

and ended up retreating

crowd cheered, and the entire atmosphere was under

was projected onto the screens in

Her lips and tongue captivated

from her dancing and felt thirsty

bar for a

if she were the center of the universe.

served her cautiously. “A drink with a lower

a little.” Isabella

aware of her relationship with Natasha, so

mostly fruit juice in her

to the atmosphere, Isabella

began to fluctuate after

drink, and she downed it in

moment.